Lil B - Tank Of Propaine lyrics

[Intro:] This is what happens when you have so many b**hes You get depressed and go insane Oh my God based God, yeah [Verse:] I got b**hes, this real b**h music f** hating s**as I got the girls to prove it My b**h look good, she the same as color as a buick f** is you doin' Them b**hes ain't choosin' They love the Based God, the b**h is not a groupie I met the Based God and no he's not stupid He said he'll tie me to a tank of propane (The Game) King of the hill Based God, b**hes call me a-rod Ask me 'bout the clique man, b**h Mob Lil B is in b**h Mob Based God supports the b**h Mob Everybody know that Based f**ed my b**h huh Everybody know that I still rep the clique huh Shout out (laugh) (meh) Man she still s** my dick huh Young Based God, I gotta beautiful b**h mob Watchu' wanna do boy, I still f** your b**h... Scuba diving swag and the Based God the ruler yeah [Outro:] Fifty